Chapter 49

Only the empty room answered him... Cheng Liang, who used to be inseparable from him, was gone.

Living with Han Zhuoli day in and day out, Lu Man naturally absorbed more and more of Han Zhuoli’s imposing aura.

Such conversations were echoed in every corner of the audience, with the majority agreeing with this viewpoint.

A single word from Wu Yusheng directly drove Gu Yancheng out of his mind; he grabbed her arm and dragged her all the way from the hotel entrance to the upper floor.

Upon walking in, one could even catch a faint, foul odor, unclear whether it stemmed from unwashed clothes or a lack of bathing, which vaguely induced nausea.

When Liang was alive, he failed to protect him, which was why upon meeting someone resembling him this time, he desperately wanted to shield him from harm.

Only now did Irene realize that her father's cold-blooded cruelty was not solely directed at his own siblings.

Lin Hao's fury seemed to consume him as surging waves of crimson aura continuously roiled outward. At this moment, he looked precisely like a demon god descending from hell.

The hundred thousand Yue troops had actually crossed over Mount Jialing, which stood right against the Jialing Ferry. Though he had never been there himself, he had heard tales of its sheer cliffs, dense forests, and deep grasses—terrain that ordinary people could never traverse, let alone horses and carriages.

Qin Tian gritted his teeth, clutched his wound, and charged forward, wielding his blade with one hand to exchange dozens of rapid blows with his own mirror image in an instant.

At this juncture, seizing upon Konoha’s current plight, both Cloud Village and Sand Village dispatched envoys to negotiate peace. The arrival of these two factions acted as a catalyst, triggering drastic upheavals within Konoha.

Are you kidding?! If this Biochemical Ghost named Youchi really went after Sun Yan, wouldn't that leave him alone here to fight Jia Yan? Why go to all this trouble? Wasn't it precisely to find an assistant, or rather a gunner, to handle Jia Yan in his stead?

The two of them walked slowly one after the other toward where Sun Yan was. The pattering sound of their footsteps echoed through the space, appearing exceptionally loud.

The Golden Flood Dragon also knew that now was not the time for jokes. Its massive body suddenly writhed, smashing directly through a wall amidst boundless flames, and charged out frantically. Indeed, exactly as Long Yuntian had predicted, the members of the Qi family's main clan had already swarmed over.

The surrounding betrayed disciples and numerous monsters snapped back to their senses in an instant, surging overwhelmingly toward Yun Tianyang.

"This maid was merely acting out of curiosity when I went out with Chunxi. Please forgive me, mistress," Chunyi said, stepping forward after Chunxi finished speaking, and bowed to Lu Xiangxiang.

Chen Langya's fingers twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes to find himself completely wrapped in bandages. Looking at Ling Yunyu slumped over the bedside, a gentle warmth stirred in his heart. The afterglow of the setting sun fell upon her face, making her exceptionally enchanting, her golden hair shimmering like autumn fruits.

The Blood Slave said in a deep voice. Chen Langya taking those two punches of his had also sparked the Blood Slave's admiration for talent, yet he had never understood the meaning of mercy.

Arriving at the destination, the four of them found seats, but since the seats were in a row, they wondered how to allocate them.

"Can a hospital stay give you courage?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm, audibly pulling a chair out with brazen attitude, though changing his mind, he turned and sat down by Li Qian's bed instead.

Ye Xinyi had already guessed what they were about to say; it undoubtedly revolved around the matters between Fu Yiming and Zhao Ying.

To their surprise, however, just as the two men in front turned around, Shi Kun bounded forward in a flash and struck them both unconscious with dual palm-strikes. Seizing the moment while the remaining two men stood in a daze, he turned tail and ran.

"Old Luo, your family lives at the west end of the village; how on earth did you run all the way here? Did it grow legs and walk over by itself?" Lin Han said indifferently.

"This..." I fished another business card out of my pocket: Hu Ergong, Chairman of Beihai Tengu Information Co., Ltd.

It wasn't that Sha Zhen hadn't considered Diao Han's suggestion, but having lived through years of debt, where would she find the money for studies?

Moreover, ever since her grandmother passed away, she had been living in relatives' homes in rotation, completely lacking any so-called comfort zone.

"As long as the Black and White Impermanence show up, you just need to use your Golden Eyes to deal with them!" Chen Bing said.

Sha Zhen's mother had been a stage actress who adored this male movie star during her lifetime, so Sha Zhen naturally knew of him.

Camus paid a brief bit of attention to Qin Ling's output. Seeing that even after the second wave of mirror images was cleared, Qin Ling's damage was still lower than his own, it meant the possibility of a comeback was virtually nil. In other words, if they cleared this time, he could basically lock in first place securely.

Furthermore, many people in their raid group were playing their main characters and possessed full-clear experience in Group One. Although they weren't playing their primary roles in Group Two, the coordination cost was vastly lower than Misty Wanderer's teaching runs, especially for a boss like Kil'jaeden that heavily relied on execution.

It remained unclear whether that meant immunity to all mortal arts of water, fire, wind, and thunder, or merely immunity against spells cast by those of the same cultivation realm.

Lu Xi mentioned to Kong Cheng that she had a friend who could pilot an account to help raid, and asked if there were any Shadow Priest or Restoration Druid characters available.

"Qingwu," Shaoyu murmured in slight bewilderment, though he couldn't help feeling a tinge of worry that Qingwu might reprimand him, seeing as he had disobeyed instructions and failed to stay obediently inside the room.

And when he walked up to the forward cockpit and gazed upon that frozen body, looking upon that familiar face within the ice, he suddenly grew calm.

The man nodded to acknowledge he had heard, then stood up and departed without a word. The old man escorted him outside his door, watching continuously as his figure vanished into the far end of the corridor, before finally retreating inside and shutting the door.